Page 38 of Claimed By the Orc Lord

The only other time I’d done this, I was half out of it and completely drunk on wanting him. I was already on my way to being in that exact place again… so I wanted to make it count.

I wanted to experience all of this.

I wanted to experience all of him.

“Look at you…” Nash’s voice was a soft, deep rumble. The fingers that had been so practiced smacking against my still-stinging ass were soft as he threaded them through my hair. “So eager. So willing.”

It was weird how right he was. I’d gone from adamantly denying that I wanted anything to do with a guy to happily getting on my knees so I could worship a monster dick. But… how was I supposed to resist when he looked so mouthwatering?

I couldn’t resist when it felt so good to watch the way his expression went hazy as I licked along the length of him again, then tried to unhinge my jaw like a snake so I could take him to the back of my throat.

As soon as I felt his head hit against the roof of my mouth, I gagged around him, and Nash’s fingers in my hair tightened.

God, he liked watching me struggle, didn’t he? Even though I knew he’d probably wrap his hand around his shaft to make it easier on me if I let him, he liked watching me work for it.

I thought back to the blow jobs I’d had and realized… I’d never really thought about it. It felt good, and I was happy to return the favor, but… I’d never really paid attention to every micro expression on the face of the person I was with. And maybe that meant I was a bad lover.

Or maybe it meant it had never really mattered like it did now. I know I’d never watched anyone’s face when I was between their legs to see the moment their pupils shifted, when a flush of color came up on their cheeks. I never would have willingly put myself in danger of suffocating because it made my partner gasp and shudder, made them tighten their fingers in my hair and urge me down another inch…

Probably because none of my partners had another inch for me to go down before this, but still.

I was so wrapped up in the way he was looking at me that it took me a second to notice when he started to grow thicker beneath my fingers again. We weren’t in the low light of the woods this time, and I wasn’t so cum-drunk that I couldn’t pay attention to what was happening. I licked Nash eagerly, sucking on him harder than I had before because I had a dual purpose now.

I wanted to make him come his brains out so he’d forget that he was angry at me… and I wanted to see his knot. It was a really weird fascination, but… well… the dick I had in my room certainly didn’t have one, and I could only imagine what the orgasm would have been like if it had, since the other one had nearly put me in the hospital.

And as Nash shivered above me and pushed me off his cock, I realized I was going to get my wish.

“Open up, Little Mate. I would see your tongue coated in my spill. I want to watch you fill yourself with it.” He slid two fingers between my lips with a rough insistence that let me know how sensitive they were from being stretched around his girth… but it didn’t matter. My tongue shot out obediently and I took hold of his shaft and pumped him once… twice…

And then groaned as he shuddered above me and started to come.

It was hard to keep my eyes open to watch, hard to concentrate on the feel of his shape changing around my hand. There at the base of his shaft, he started to swell. It made my eyes widen, nearly made me choke on the load he was painting my lips and chin with… but…

Fuck, it felt good in my hands—hot, thick. Tight. I swallowed and leaned forward without thinking, uncaring that I was disobeying his order.

“Kai, wh—oh, gods.” He cut off whatever he was about to say, because my mouth was on him again, and this time I was running my tongue across the length of his knot like I could find a way to get it between my lips the same way I’d tried to take his entire cock down my throat.

The skin there was hotter, tight and taut. The texture beneath my tongue was strange, and when I dipped down to the base of his shaft where the swelling started, and sucked, I felt a stripe of his cum splash across my back as he spurted again.

That wasgood. I raised my hands and squeezed the knot experimentally. Above me Nash growled, and I realized exactly how much my cock was aching between my legs. I wanted to touch myself, but I didn’t want to let him go. I wanted to climb on top of him and force his dick into my ass the same way I’d done with that dildo, but I was pretty sure he’d completely wreck me from the inside out if I did that.

So I mouthed at his knot again, running my tongue all along the curve of it like I was trying to memorize every inch.

Nash snarled again when I slid my tongue down, lapping at his balls for a second before rolling my attention back to the girth in front of me that wasn’t going down.

He wasn’t going soft.

He was—

“Up,” he snapped, and for a second it seemed like my dick was taking the direction better than my body because it twitched so hard it nearly slapped against my stomach. He didn’t give me time to try to process what he was saying. He used his hands in my hair and pulled me to my feet, yanking me into his lap so I could suddenly feel the press of his cock against me, slick with saliva and cum.

“Nash.” I whined. Actuallywhined. Jesus, it was like I was in heat or something. Like if I let him stick his dick in me right now, he really would fill me up until it actuallytook.

The thought made me groan again, and I rolled my hips, voicing it aloud. “If you fucked me right now, d’you think you’d get me pregnant, Nash?”

“Careful, Kai. If you tempt me further–”

I didn’t want to hear it.

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